Special Needs

Being a hybrid isn't easy. I stand out like a sore thumb everywhere I go for starters, and every so often I find out my herbivore and carnivore halfs don't agree about whether I should be able to eat something. It did have its fair share of perks, but what constitutes a perk or an inconvenience isn't always clear though.

Chief among those was my sex drive.

My cock was huge, even for wolf standards, over a foot long, thick, knotted and with a large pair of fertile balls to go with it. Thanks to the rabbit side I had basically no upper limit to how long I could go, both from hip strength and sexual stamina, as me and some rabbits from mom’s old sorority found out during a very long and enjoyable weekend. And due to some combination of sperm volume and potency, no birth control worked on me, as the many graduating mothers at cheeryon high found out (uncle Luis had a lot of work to cover that one up).

I would never complain about any of that of course, but it was a tad inconvenient how I had to cum basically every single day otherwise I got blue balls, and I had long gotten used to wearing two sets of underwear to hide my constant public boners. Not only were they super common and easy to get, but thanks to my enhanced senses as a hybrid I can almost subconsciously tell when nearby females are ovulating or in heat, and also when any of them give me lustful looks, all of which get me instantly bricked up.

I knew I got lucky at Cherryon. Not only did puberty hit me a bit late, but I had the reputation of my mother and father to use at the start when getting laid. After news that I am a sex god got around getting my dick wet got easy, but even so I doubt any of the girls I knocked up would be too happy to see me, no matter How much uncle Luis paid them. Plus even at the height of my popularity (before round bellies started popping up) it's not like I was getting laid every day, not even close. Most of the time I just locked myself in my room at my parents house, but now I would be sleeping in the dorms with other guys. It wasn't like I could monopolize the bathroom for (at least) half an hour per day.

Speaking of the dorm, my mind comes back to the present. I'm carrying my bags and trying to find where my dorms will be. I have the number and block, but no luck in actually finding it. Guess a college focused on art and acting wouldn't have very good architects.

When I find the dorm, to my surprise…